The house certainly feels empty, now that The Boy has headed back to the Sinusoidal Desert for school and isn't involved in the dramatic demolishment of one room or another. The kitchen is torn up because he got the sink pulled out, cleaned up and (mostly) reseated. The Back Room is in pieces because of his rushed departure last night, and the West Bedroom has achieved a different level of chaos because we had to move enough things to let him dismantle the bunk bed set, to take off to the new apartment. We're still missing one set of bolts but he'll either find a suitable (metric) replacement or sleep on the mattress on the floor until I unearth the correct ones.

Now the challenge is figuring out which displaced pile of stuff to tackle first. The DH has already tackled most of the dishes that had accumulated while the sink and dishwasher were out of commission (a mixed blessing by itself), and finishing the kitchen is the logical place to start. Lots of work ahead, but it is nice to have a sink that isn't detaching itself from the counter any more...